Wealth Of Life Poem by Sentamu Aziz

WEALTH OF LIFE

Neither a Bank for a Pillar
Nor Asset for Pride
Hardly a Stench
Of Goodies to Buy
Far beyond reach
Seems the Sight
Too deem to admire
The beauty so hidden
Of value Unknown

So Alien a Language
A crack on the Ear Drums
Like a Spoke in a Bike
You seem to the world
Small like a Crystal
Deep in the Desert
With no great use
Save for itself

Greatness of thought
Mothers all Hope
Bearing the Wealth
Sheltered in our minds
Far beyond Value
Runs its Worth
As a drop heals an eye
Wisdom stands out alone
As the Wealth of Life.